Mar.IA

Hey, hey. Easy, easy.

Can I bother you for a cigarette?

Why the fuck did you do that for?

Fine. Stop.

Asshole.

- With all we have, we can send you to Siberia

according to the law

or extradite to the USA and have you fried in Texas.

Did you have to be so messy?

You just have to infiltrate and make them fall,

not be part of them.

- Okay, there's clearly been misunderstanding.

- You won't charm it with your charisma if that's charisma.

Actually guys like you

make me want to become a lesbian, Soles.

'Cause that's your name now, isn't it?

Get used to that name because your file is non-existent,

it's gone.

Not only your file is gone, your passport, your ID, hmm.

You are non-existent.

You are just this wretch,

this useless piece of shit sitting right in front of me.

You have no rights anymore. You just have obligations.

- I did everything you asked. I got myself into deep shit.

Cut the bullshit.

- I left my family for the cause, for my country.

I should be treated like a hero.

You really think I like being with them guys, huh?

I saw a lot of things. Things I'll never forget.

You fucked up my life.

- You fucked it up yourself, Soles.

And I told you to cut the crap. Did you like changing sides?

You liked having a good time? To be surrounded by chicks?

To get fucking high?

There was no problem. You could do that and more.

As long as you did what you had to,

but you were useless.

What did you think that you could change sides,

be part of the band and disappear?

Did you think you were a part of them?

Now you're not part of them,

but you're not part of us either.

Who the fuck are you?

I am not a double agent.

- Of course, you're no double agent 'cause you're nobody.

You are absolutely nothing. You are a living dead.

And if you don't want to be really dead,

now, you have no choice but to do everything I say.

What's happening? Huh?

Fuck sake.

I get it. I get it. I get it.

All right right enough.

From now on, you'll have to do everything I tell you

exactly word by word, get it?

- I get it. - You get it.

Get it.

- All right, we're gonna see if you really got it.

Repeat after me.

I am an inept, impotent person who only serves as a snitch.

Shall I say it again?

I'm an inept and potent-

Mean it god damn it.

I'm an inept, impotent person

that only serves as a snitch, that a snitch.

- Now say thank you for not killing me

because my life is worth shit.

Thank you for not killing me

because my life is worth shit. Thank you.

- Much better. - Fine.

- Now you're gonna go back to your friends

and don't you dare mess it up again.

You are gonna find him and you'll bring him to me.

But this time you're gonna do it right

because you won't have another chance.

Got it? Got it?

- Yeah, I did. - Ah-huh.

- Now can I ask you for a cigarette? Pretty please. Come on.

Asshole.

Let's go.

Finally, one day free. Yeah!

Girls, how are you?

The client called to make sure you'll be on time tomorrow.

Don't worry, Millie.

I'll be sure that she's there on time.

Nine o'clock.

- The call is at eight o'clock.

- Oh, I'm sorry. Eight o'clock.

- Girls, you need to start taking this seriously.

The contract asked to be on time, on set.

Do you know how these producers are?

Contract, on set.

When did you become so boring, Millie?

- When we start to make real money with this.

- Millie, don't worry, just relax.

It's gonna be okay.

- Yeah, Millie, just relax. It's gonna be okay.

- Don't be such an assholes.

You know how these people are, Ana.

And you know what I'm talking about.

- Well, Millie, you know what? Wait.

You just called me up at seven in the morning

and I swear I'll be there on time.

- Yeah, that's what you said last time.

- Well, I did not swear it last time.

Bye, Millie.

Bye-bye, Millie.

- We are trying. I can't assure you she will make it.

I know. It's fucking important.

I know she's the perfect asset.

Don't forget who had the idea about this.

Fuck.

Pulse.

- This is getting out of hand. We gonna need assistance.

- I told you to step the fuck back!

What the fuck? Do something!

- I am Millie, Maria's personal manager for almost 10 years.

She is in coma right now.

The doctors are doing the best they can to save her.

- This message is for all of Maria's fans and friends.

As you already know her body disappeared from the hospital.

Last time I saw her, she was alive.

And I believe that she still is.

Something inside me tells me that she's okay.

- All I ask you is to pray for her and have faith.

- Baby, if you are watching this,

please let me know you're okay.

- Wow. - Oh, wow.

- Yes. - Very nice.

- Okay. - Here we go.

Watch it.

Wow. Whoa.

Just like that.

- Silly. All right. Happy year together. I love you.

To another year.

To forever.

- Yeah. - That's a lot.

- No, come on. - Hey.

Well, it's just a joke.

Till death do us part.

Cheers.

- Hi. - Ali, what's up?

- What's up? - Fine, you.

- What happened? - It's about work.

- Maybe you didn't know, I don't work at the agency anymore.

Yeah, I know.

But Maggie had an inconvenience, she bailed. I need you.

Ali, are you there? - Yep.

- It's good money, people from abroad. Interested?

- Will Melina be there? - I don't know.

- You don't know? Don't lie to me.

Maybe.

Who is directing? You?

- Yeah, but you know it's not the same without you.

- I can imagine. How much are we talking about?

- $250 per day. - Why that much?

- Because of the actress there's an agreement.

They'll take us all together with them nowhere.

It won't matter if I tell you who she is.

The girl is Maria Black.

I thought she was dead, right?

- No, I saw her. She's as good as always.

There is more. Soemmers is the assistant.

- Is that little shit still working there?

Shall I tell them no?

- 350. Tell them 350 or I won't do it.

- I'll tell them to call you.

Bye.

Hi. - Hi. How are you?

All good.

- Ali, how are you? - What's up?

- Fine. - Hi.

- What a surprise seeing you here. I-

- Why? It's work. There's a crisis.

- Of course. Let me help you.

I got it. I got it.

Okay.

You know I, I nearly call you a couple times,

but because, you know- - Richard.

- I don't know, I don't know. I'm not wardrobe.

Talk to them.

How are you? How long, Marco?

- I'm ready, man. - Ready?

- I'll be here. - Miracle.

Whatever darling, whatever.

Okay.

- What are you doing? What is this meeting?

What have I said?

- All right. I'm coming, I'm coming.

- The bus is in five. Come on, change clothes.

Go away. Take that shit off.

Or you will have to hitch your ride.

Mel, do you copy?

- I copy, Soemmers. - Are you ready or not?

- We're ready. - Okay, I'm going.

Okay.

Okay. Look in the mirror.

You're perfect. We're done.

Thank you.

And?

I'm done.